| Everything is frozen - except the whiskey.
This week has been… interesting in Texas. We like to whine about the cold, and use a dusting of snow to cancel everything and sit at home in front of a fire and Netflix.
But when the real thing hits, it’s a bit more complicated. Water’s out, power’s out, heat is out, and it’s currently 37 degrees in my house. Millions of others are in the same boat. There’s even a frozen bird on my neighbor's lawn. Just fell out of the sky. *plink*
There’s only one thing to do in the face of such frosty nonsense. Pour another and hope no one notices that
you haven’t showered in a few days.
We’ve all had whiskey on the rocks. But shafted whiskey? That’s worth a try. Just slip and toddle your way outside, upend a flask into a glass, snap off a thick and icy rod from a tree, and drop it in.
It’s a rugged, innovative, and worthwhile venture - until you realize your pour is already too cold just sitting in your living room.
But right now, I’m feeling pretty good. It seems like I shouldn’t, but I do. I’m dressed like the kid from the Christmas Story, huddled over a tiny fireplace and sipping on a cold glass of snow melt to wash down the single malt.
That’s pretty damn rock and roll, if you ask me.
And the whiskey? Still good.
It’s always good.
Besides. According to the forecast, it will be in the 60’s on Sunday. So suck it, Canada.
~ The Magnificent Bastard
PS. The weather, power and internet complications have wrecked the content schedule this week. Allegedly, there may not be a Friday Vault or Saturday Tribe episode. Power is unreliable, and it’s coming down to the wire. We’ll see.
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